Tag: roadtrip

One of my very favorite stops in Mississippi. My first time through here was on a road-trip with my old roommates. It was a great way to mix up the drive with some walking, running, stair climbing, and windows-down-with-the-sun-pouring-in cruising in the middle of summer! This visit however, was totally different.

On our way back from Florida in December, just days before Christmas, we took a much needed break from driving and stopped in Vicksburg. It was less green and much, much colder than the last time I came through. But the visit was just as refreshing and welcoming as it had been before, just in a different way.

We arrived just about an hour and a half before closing time, so we knew it would just be a quicker drive through the park and we would have to be a bit more picky about which stops we would take.

What I love about this park, is that it is almost inexhaustible. There are so many plaques with dates and names and events, from both the Union and Confederate advances. You could wander the park for an entire day and still not read everything.

I also love how vast and hilly it is. Both times I’ve been I have seen multiple people out on their run. And what a fantastic place to do it! Such lovely views and a great workout for incline training.

I enjoyed coming back to a place I have visited before and bringing someone to see it for the first time. Even though, about halfway through our visit my travel companion was pretty sure he had actually been there before, long ago, with family! It was fun to remember my time there before and the people that were a part of it and the season of life that came with it. It was so beneficial to ponder just how much has changed in the past (almost) 4 years since I was last there. A great time to compare and contrast and see growth and process change in ways I had not necessarily thought about. Ways I may not have thought about had I not re-visited this place.Do you enjoy visiting places again? Have you been to Vicksburg? What was your favorite part of your visit?

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The last day of my cross country road trip started in Asheville, N.C. The previous day had been filled with beauty and architecture and history while wandering around The Biltmore Estate. So after a quick hotel breakfast, a stop at Double D’s Coffee shop for an Almond Joy Latte (arguably the best coffee I’ve had and easily my favorite location) and yet another stop for fuel, we set out on the final stretch of road. Continue reading “Beach or Bust”

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In case you haven’t noticed this yet, I love wandering. I recently had a conversation with a friend about making the choice to travel without a plan. The freedom that comes from the unknown. The mix of fear and excitement that makes for the perfect adventure no matter where you are. Continue reading “Downtown Murfreesburo, TN”

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Nashville Tennessee holds a special little place in my heart, and it has nothing to do with Nashville. Memories of enjoying delicious desserts and time spent praying over the city. Serving alongside new friends at soup kitchens and having conversations with strangers. Playing countless card games and discovering local coffee shops (and hearing, for the first time, what is now one of my favorite music artists). Lots of learning and lots of laughter and treasured new friendships. These are a few of my memories from Nashville. Continue reading “Nashville, TN”

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Early one Saturday morning, while the rest of the world slept, I put on a bathing suit and Chacos, grabbed my camera and a cup of coffee, and set out with a friend to drive down the Outer Banks. We had no plan, just a ticket for the Ocracoke ferry back to the mainland that evening. We crossed the Croatan Sound at Roanoke Island and with good music playing and windows down, headed south on highway 12 to begin our day trek down the islands. Continue reading “Driving the Outer Banks”

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As I planned my 22 hour, week long road trip to North Carolina, my dear friend (also the one who made the trip with me) told me about this magical place called The Biltmore. She showed me pictures and told tales of it’s magnitude and beauty, and I knew I had to go. So I did some research, learned more about the Biltmore and it’s rich history, and planned one full day to explore this beautiful estate. And I am very glad I did.